Friday, June 3, 2011

The second day

People said things will get better in the next morning.


I woke up 3am in the midnight

Having this hard feeling.
The grief stuck in the middle of my throat. Just could not swallow it down.

And it did not get any better this morning.


Someday, it will get better somehow.

That's what i always heard.

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